[Zhongli lets him go, though a thread of concern is there at the sudden change. of course he understands why Dohalim is afraid... but he also knows himself and his abilities. he knows how much of a pull it can have, and ways to restrain it when it threatens to become too much. it's only that it's a risk to move too early, and even then... would the Renan accept it? would he understand?
the words, as Zhongli sits up, bring him further pause. his gaze turns in his direction, and he exhales a soft hum.]
... and why do you think that, Dohalim?
[there's something raw about the words, calm as they are. it pits uncomfortably in his stomach, clawing at his senses. does the redhead want him to go? is he himself really so bad at what he's trying that... no, surely not. he'll not entertain those thoughts, not until he's forced to. he wants to be around Dohalim. that's what matters. right?]
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the words, as Zhongli sits up, bring him further pause. his gaze turns in his direction, and he exhales a soft hum.]
... and why do you think that, Dohalim?
[there's something raw about the words, calm as they are. it pits uncomfortably in his stomach, clawing at his senses. does the redhead want him to go? is he himself really so bad at what he's trying that... no, surely not. he'll not entertain those thoughts, not until he's forced to. he wants to be around Dohalim. that's what matters. right?]